Break up, then make up our minds are so confused. Deep down inside determine's it's wrong, but our hearts examines what's true. If it's wrong, why the feelings becoming stronger, instead of fading away? The wrong should keep us apart, but yet we become closer each day. Our minds can get twisted on what's right and what's wrong. The beating of our hearts are two seperate beats that belong. To question our love is like a long dragging fight. I'm out of breath, I give up, if we are wrong, I don't want to be right.